Two men who finally realize their friendship is a romance, and who get married, move in together and raise a child, all whilst solving crimes and furiously making out.
Jim: I told them they should just elope. They acted like their relationship was just platonic.
"Cheers" and/or "Health", for those who cannot pronounce the Gaelic, "Sláinte".
Luke: It's your big day, it's right time for a nip and toast before you head up there.
Johnny: Fine. Pour 'em.
Matty: No speeches..
Jalal: I'm cool with that..
Johnny: Me too. Let's just raise 'em high and cheers, "Cilantro!"
Jalal: What the hell is that?
Johnny: It's my version of that gaelic term no one can rightly pronounce in the states!
Jalal: Word.